In Seclusion for 10,000 Years, The Descendants Come to the Door at the Start

Do not!"

"Forgive, spare!"

"what--!"

In a corner of the ancient god's battlefield, along with the blood mist burst, Luo Cang, dressed in black, stood in it.

Behind him, the phantom of a bloody gun condensed out.

Suddenly, the blood spear roared, swallowing all the blood mist, and its phantom suddenly solidified a little.

"Not enough, far from enough."

Luo Cang muttered to himself indifferently, and in the next instant, he disappeared in place.

now.

On the highest peak of the ancient gods battlefield, there are stalwart and terrifying figures sitting here, each of which is a demigod, or even a real god fire.

These are the leaders of the nine major forces on the bright side.

The old man of Tianji Pavilion is also among them.

He stared at the blood-colored spear behind Luo Cang, with a look of surprise on his face, "What kind of weapon is this, this old man has never seen it before."

"According to Luo Cang, this is the god-killing spear, and his god-killing body came from it."

An existence shrouded in mist said that he was one of the leaders of the All-Heaven Alliance.

"Godkiller?"

When the heads of the nine major forces heard the name, their instinctive brows knitted together.

"God-killing? Hmph, it's just a small weapon, and you dare to call it a god-killer, I really don't know what it means!"

One of the gods of war from the Temple of War snorted coldly.

The heads of other forces are not very good-looking, they are gods, the meaning of this slaughtering spear is to kill them too?

The leader of the All-Heaven Alliance didn't take it seriously, and was even extremely satisfied. This Luo Cang was his carefully selected container, and this God-killing spear intent alone made him extremely excited.

The other leaders who were sitting didn't know, but he knew very well that what Luo Cang possessed was just a spear intent.

This god-killing spear, a wisp of spear intent is so terrifying, if you can find its body, then what kind of terrifying power!

Maybe, it can really kill God!

At this moment, the old man Tianji let out a light sigh and looked in the other direction of the ancient battlefield.

I saw that there was an incomparably stalwart Dharma figure standing on the battlefield. That Dharma figure had a python head, black scales, a black dragon on its feet, and a blue python around its feet. Wherever it stood, the energy of heaven, earth and water trembled.

"That is, what?" The old man Tianji was extremely shocked.

"This is the Dharma image of the ancestor of water, the Wugong Gonggong."

One of the gods of war in the Temple of War who spoke earlier replied: "This is one of the ancestral witches of Su Zipo, the first son of the god of war in the Temple of War. There are eleven other dharmas hanging like this, and they are called twelve ancestral witches in total."

Twelve Ancestors!

The leaders present heard this name for the first time, but being able to use the word 'ancestor' in itself represents a kind of extreme.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witch? Where is this powerhouse, why have I never heard of it?"

"With our nine major forces traversing the ancient years and burying the heritage of countless eras, you have never heard of it?"

"Normal, we only know about tens of thousands of eras, and tens of thousands of eras ago, what the dusty prehistoric years were like.

In order to keep the three thousand Daozhou creatures in captivity, the nine major forces will leave seeds for inheritance and reproduction every time they destroy the civilization of an era.

Therefore, the living beings today are actually the descendants of the ancient creatures, and there are more or less ancient bloodline factors in their bodies.

Therefore, the appearance of some strange blood, the nine major forces are not only not strange, they are even quite happy.

Because of this, it means that they have a supreme talent that can be studied.

"Is this Su Zipo, Luo Cang, such a murderous person? Luo Cang can still understand, after all, with that kind of bloody spear, this Su Zipo doesn't look like that kind of person."

At this time, one of the leaders couldn't help but said.

Because, in a short period of time, Su Zipo and Luo Cang have killed no less than ten gods!

"It doesn't matter, it's just survival of the fittest and elimination of the fittest. It's just to raise Gu. If you die, it means you can't do it. It's just trash."

The other leader made a ruthless and indifferent voice.

They have lived for too long, the so-called sons of God, in the eyes of all beings, are high above, with countless honors, in their eyes, they are nothing but ants.

......................

Meanwhile, on the other side.

"Ding! It is detected that the host's descendant 'Ding Shiqing' has stepped into the contemplative realm, and the host will be rewarded for his cultivation of the demigod and the fifth heaven."

In the valley, Lin Yichen, who was roasting meat, suddenly heard the sound of the system in his mind.

Boom!

In the next instant, a huge amount of energy poured into his body, divided into three strands, one of which fell into the inner world.

The other two streams poured into the soul and limbs respectively, raising the soul and body.

When the soul and body fully reach the level of the divine soul and the divine body, then the divine fire can be ignited and officially promoted to the divine fire realm!

However, Lin Yichen is not in a hurry, everything goes with the flow and comes naturally.

And what made him care about something else--

"Are you concentrating so quickly?" Lin Yichen murmured.

It's only been half a month since Ding Shiqing stepped into the pill-holding realm last time.

Since Ding Shiqing obtained the inheritance of the demigods and all the memories, the speed of cultivation is not enough to describe the speed of cultivation.

Among the descendants of Lin Yichen's teaching so far, the cultivation base has improved the fastest.

"Ah, it smells so good!"

At this time, a voice came.

But it was Ding Shiqing who swept over from a distance, and behind her, followed Nezha with his hands in his pockets.

At this time, Nezha also smelled the fragrance and rushed over immediately.

"Eat it, honey barbecue, specially prepared for you."

Lin Yichen touched Ding Shiqing's little head, and couldn't help laughing when he saw the latter's mouth full of oil.

"Old Ancestor, I have reached the state of concentration. It's too fast. I feel that cultivation is not difficult for me."

Ding Shiqing muttered while nibbling on the barbecue.

"It doesn't matter before the Concentration Realm. After the Concentration Realm, remember not to rush to break through. You must cultivate every realm to the extreme realm, and then you can break through, you know?"

Lin Yichen warned.

His descendants did not stop at the demigod realm.

"I see, ancestor." Ding Shiqing nodded seriously.

"Well, after you've eaten, you can go to Shencang to send some karma, you can settle it yourself, I will let Nezha accompany you, don't worry about anything else."

Lin Yichen said.

Ding Shiqing was startled when she heard the words, then she reacted, dropped the meat in her hand, and kowtowed to Lin Yichen: "Thank you, ancestor!"

She was sobbing in her voice, deeply moved.

If you think about it carefully, if it wasn't for the old ancestor, she might be long gone by now.

If the Great Sage Qianyu was still alive, knowing what Ding Shiqing was thinking at this time, he might have vomited blood.

It's obviously a story of three people, but he doesn't deserve to have a picture, so love will disappear, right?